All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1177. An easy way of seeing how…
She always gets a part
Seven years after the death of his wife, company executive Aoyama is invited to sit in on auditions for an actress. Leafing through the resumés in advance, his eye is caught by Yamazaki Asami, a striking young woman with ballet training.
Hoop-Tober #1: September of Darkness, The bleeding edge
This film is a truly proof that sound and images can be truly a hell; and Miike did a convenient hell in all conventions, dimensions and courage as a sledgehammer hits his audience in the skull and squeezing in our brain; the heart get stabbed and the mind meltdown; destroying and obliterating all the sense; the eyes and the ears and even the touch. It’s a very delirium experience and ultra sensory work. An auditory nightmare. A violent knock on the soul.
And the film begins with a grief; a very melodic music plays, almost melancholic a father and son look sadly to a woman dying in the bed; the gloomy sadness…
I'm glad I'm married because I'm never dating again.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
“This wire can cut through flesh and bone easily.”
There is a large canvas bag on the floor. It is tied with rope. Inside it, a living thing moves violently.
Before Audition descends into a maelstrom of hallucination and shocking violence, it moves along placidly as a domestic melodrama in the vein of Ozu or Sirk. The premise is skeevy, of course: Shigeharu Aoyama (Ryo Ishibashi), seven years a widower and living with his teenage son, is encouraged by both his son and his friend, Yasuhisa Yoshikawa (Jun Kunimara), to venture back into the dating world. Yoshikawa—winner of the Mel Gibson gender relations award—suggests that Aoyama find his new bride by staging a fake casting audition for the lead role…
Following Haneke’s Funny Games and Lynch’s Lost Highway, Audition was Takashi Miike’s contribution to a small movement of unsettling cinema in the late 90s as well as his international breakthrough.
Miike is comparable to Haneke in the moments where his action is filmed naturalistically without music or ominous lighting. In the scenes where he does use manipulative techniques his style is contrapuntal, televisual even, bizarrely playing out like a romantic drama. The film has many notable Lynchian qualities in its second half, with a skilful play between nightmare and reality. The momentary glimpses of the horrors to come are mysterious, even on repeat viewings, and the snippets of terror retain a sense of dread in the build up to the…
This film tells the story of a television producer, a young widower who decides to remarry at the request of his son and friend. Yet, the woman he finds (in a fake audition to a movie) is far from being what he expected. Audition is a sadistically unforgettable film where pain is the crucial key to happiness.
Knowing that this film was directed by the psycho turned filmmaker (Takashi Miike) was very heplful because, in a certain way, I knew what to expect, I knew that something weird would eventually happen in the course of the film. This is a very well built film that leaves you stuck to the screen from the beginning to the end, the plot is…
Twisted horror film from Takeshi Miike. It starts as a romantic comedy and then it changes completly. Great piece of work!
It's okay. It works. It's effective.
But it leaves me wondering. How hard does a film really have to work to have the effect of making you want to look away?
Torture should do the trick every time. Doesn't really mean anything.
the late 90s dream logic on display here is delicious, but miike does an incredible job restraining himself until the nightmare truly begins. aside from some subtly creepy pacing here and there, audition could be mistaken for a heartwarming family movie up to and around the first 40 minutes. after that, there is the distinct sense of something starting to poke at my eyes. random handheld shots (after establishing a squeaky clean on-the-rails aesthetic), bizarre, semi-invisible cuts (beautifully paid off later), extreme colours and angles... they all sleep in slowly but unambiguously, and by the time bad stuff starts to happen, i'm already curled up in a ball.
the themes are wonderfully dense for what could have been a simple…
I don't think I've ever seen a film quite as disturbing as this one. The plot goes from being subtly creepy, to full blown uncomfortable within the matter of 30 minutes or so. The fact that the bowl of vomit that a prisoner drank from in the film was actual vomit just adds icing to the cake for how unsettling the film is from all angles.
It's been called a slow burn, I suppose because it saves all the most outwardly promoted moments until the very end. That itself works: it's incredibly brutal so to contain them to a short burst increases their brutality, while not making to over the top or too gratuitous). But up until this point it remains so incredibly tense and creepy, slowly building, never relinquishing. I really love the use of analog technology, how it plays with video + some really outstanding dream-sequences.
Watched for Hoop-tober 2015
"Everybody in Japan is lonely."
Spoiler-free review: Holy FUCK.
it's impossible for me to review this film, the only thing i can say is go watch it, it may start off as a romance movie but trust me, it is not. prepared to be disturbed.
miike's best work for sure.
So what starts off as a harmless romance film about a man looking for love.. turns into.. well you'll have to see for yourself.
Thought it was pretty great overall, the unsettling sense of dread and the general surrealism of the last section of the film is top-notch psychoanalytical filmmaking.. but I kind of wonder if there is some deeper message within the film or it's all just absurdity, whatever it is I enjoyed the ride either way.
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